She stepped back until she was pressed against the door, staring at me. “What do you think you’re doing Rahul?”“Whatever I want Sunita Aunty,�...�� She started to protest, but I stepped in and kissed her. I pushed my tongue in her mouth and she gave up immediately, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me back, hungrily sucking on my tongue, which really turned me on a lot. We stood against the door for some time, kissing like teenagers, as my hands started to roam over her body. I reached up. . so I squirm just a bit… release a soft laugh… reach down and touch my hand to his head… gently urging him closer… lifting my hips, I reach down…to spread myself open for him… trembling in anticipation… wetness slipping from me and down to my ass… He delves deeper into me as I open myself…his touch intoxicating… his hands take over mine to spread my pussy wide, his lips deepening as his tongue slips inside and swirls until moving out to trace my wetness, take it all in as it runs down my slit. Its short skirt in front did not quite cover the bottom of the leather harness, but somehow it seemed to work perfectly. As Marin walked toward the edge of the store, she saw a pair of black stilettos and without a second thought placed them onto Rebecca's feet.Together, Marin outwardly a vision of a warrior dominatrix and Rebecca internally crying to be released, the two of them made their way back home to Steven.When Marin and Rebecca arrived home, Steven wasn't home yet, but the ritual. After a few moments of struggle she just put her hand over her tit to try to minimize her exposure to the stranger next to us. I looked over and saw the black man looking at us. We made eye contact and nodded respectfully towards each other. The game was definitely afoot at that point. I watched out of the corner of my eye as he reached down and opened his zipper. I couldn't see it in the dark but I could tell he pulled something out of his pants and was slowly rubbing it with one hand while.